Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Yan Ce, he must have gone in."

On a rainy night, after experiencing the most unforgettable nightmare in his life, the leader of the Anti-Yan Party who studied in the research institute stood in front of the podium with a serious expression and widely solicited suggestions from his companions.

prince.

The person who changed the miracle of Qin.

In the teenagers' only ten or twenty years of life, wisdom always accompanies them to make choices again and again. The double sense of superiority in knowledge and status guarantees the children of noble descendants a future that will always stand at the end of the game.

However, the existence of Yan Ce has seriously affected their complacency in knowledge, and the volume of their brains has been smashed into the shape of others. Moreover, the prince's forehead became hot, and a group of old scholars made a wave of new textbooks, exam syllabus It’s just Mo De’s outline. Originally, this year’s Gongsun and his party have reached the point where they can go to the local interns to gain qualifications under the relationship of the family, waiting for the opportunity to be promoted to the top, or waiting for the old father to retire to take over, but now they are stuck in the research institute one after another. Assessment, acceptance of value transformation.

... This prince is such a beast, these textbooks are all ghosts!Three years later, another three years later, three years later and three years later, the ten-year arrangement plan for the first batch of students of the Teme Research Institute was launched.

At the beginning, he studied with the excellent idea of ​​learning from the barbarians to control the barbarians, and overthrew Yan Ce.

Ten years, and you're still playing with the Demon King Yan?

Yan Ce can afford it, and this group of older children who are ready to take over and live a happy life are all crazy.Who is not the young master with a deep status, ten years have passed, knowledge has been gained, family property is gone, no need to think about it, other people with inheritance rights in the family have secretly offered the statue of Yan Ce in the ancestral temple.

...Your Highness, accept your supernatural powers!

"I realized... This papermaking technique is specially used to print inscriptions."

Classmate Gongsun looked at a box of "five-three" at each person's feet. Each box was full of the love of Yan Damowang. The exercise sets could be used as chairs to sit on, even if they spanned thousands of years and were in different dimensions. Everyone still experienced the beautiful thought of "let the world feel the pain" with their bodies.

Gongsun raised his tired eyes, and said weakly: "Didn't the young ladies say they want to go home?"

"That group has lost their minds. If the prince said that the night will be long, they might queue up and deliver the goods to the door for nothing. At the last anti-Yan meeting, this group of female nobles was the first to rebel."

The young master of the Bai family lay on the table, desperate as if he had been ruined by knowledge, "Where is Your Majesty? Now that Yance has been closed and the closed management of the research institute has been released, my parents wrote a letter saying that if they don't go home, they will have another one." ...The inheritance is reduced by half, and my heart hurts."

It's not that the Young Noble Anti-Yan Alliance has not considered a tactical retreat.

However, they stood on the first floor, considering the second floor, while the prince stood on the fifth floor.

Why did the teenager let a group of laid-off assassins arrange employment here before? I thought it was a boring study with a little youthful germination.

However, in fact, damn it, it's all dog legs!

"I can't bear it anymore. The nobleman next door to my house is the same age as me, and there are many wives and concubines... My father was a general with a title. As a result, a generation of generals was thrown into the abyss by my father. Today, even a girl's hand I have never touched it, and I am not as good as a dog."

Gongsun comforted the major general who had already fainted from crying in the 'May 20rd', and said: "... I heard that Yan Ce has a trial implementation plan of '[-] years of thorough study and no relaxation', probably before Yan Ce changes course, isn't it? Maybe I’m back home. My cousin loves me the most because of the bus orders, and occasionally she can come in to ask people’s opinions, why don’t you take this opportunity to jointly report to His Majesty, if they unite, His Majesty will take it seriously.”

"Joining the letter together coincides with Yan Ce being imprisoned. Is it feasible to make another incident by the way?"

"feasible."

……

"Cousin, all Xianyang's hopes are entrusted to you."

"Okay, no problem, I will definitely deliver it."

Then, Miss Bus Ling, who is the subordinate official of Jiuqing, watched Gongsun's back as he went away, her eyes became softer, as if... as if she was looking at a third-class gong who could move.

Bring the hope of the whole village and a box of exquisite gifts to find Mr. Lingshi.

After getting the permission, the door inside was unlocked, and he pushed the door in with a feeling of apprehension, and then sent the evidence and gifts to the case table and saluted.

Shangguan, who was dressed in home attire, fell in love with him when he saw the gift at first sight.

"Your Highness Ying Ce... isn't he here?"

Shocked by the aura of indifference, cousin Gongsun lowered her eyes and asked, listening to the female officer, the relationship between the prince and Shangguan is very special, which is different from the distorted Yili mother and son with His Majesty.

... winning strategy.

Shangguan flipped through the list, then casually threw it on the case table, "The one who impeached him, why did he send it to me."

"This matter is submitted to His Majesty, but it can be resolved privately, and I can make up my own mind." After a pause, she smiled again, "...My lord, the previous application to be transferred to the royal court seems to have been put on hold for a while. time."

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Only this sentence can describe the current cold atmosphere.

Just when the subordinate officer lady thought that there was no hope of transfer.

The Shangguan took out a dusty letter file from the bookshelf, "The position of Gong Cheling is four years and nine months. During his tenure, he has made no major mistakes, and his political performance is mediocre. After five years, he can consider an application for transfer from the inner court."

To some extent, the transfer from the street office to the office is really useful, as expected of my relatives.

After thanking him softly, he quietly withdrew without delaying Shangguan's time.

next moment.

Yan Ce, who was treated coldly, walked into the study, and opened the joint volume of "Book on the Bus" as if he was in his own room, with a delicate expression on his face.

"This is work, don't rummage."

With a cold face, she broke off Yan Ce's fingers and took them back.

"Fu Su and her husband have gone back..." Yan Ce said with emotion, "And I didn't expect you to soften your heart."

Miss Shangguan had an indifferent expression and squinted her eyes, "She already meets the transfer requirements, but she doesn't have enough qualifications, so there's no need to suppress her."

Yan Ce brought a plate of pastries from the next room, "This plate is pretty pretty."